Why In The Fuck Baby Smoove

[Verse 1]
Just touched down in the [inaudible] me
You a snitchin ass nigga, I heard you the police
At the game court side, you up in the nosebleeds
Got a bad ass bitch she look like a trophy
Got a pint of wockhardt, shit I might OD
I just rolled through the [inaudbile] I was playing '03
I was playing black t that was back in '03
I got a bitch in Birmingham, she like being low-key
I can make a half a million on one CD
I can do a hundred thousand on one CP
Boy I bet yo little brother wanna be like me
You a broke ass nigga you ain't never seen cheese
I can go and buy a stack what I make this week
You can ask my whole hood ian never been sweet
I can get you gone tonight if I call my nigga [inaudible]
I just want some head, I don't really wanna be
Bothered at the set in my VLONE teeth
Fucked yo bitch in my hood she think VLONE sweet
Balenciaga baby it's a thousand on my feet
Boy you fucked up, ain't made a thousand this week
Do you wanna make some cheese? Lemme see yo ID
Still in the hood acting like I ain't me
I'm on Sunset with some strung ass weed
I get a cream soda then I make that bitch bleed